Friday, August 6, 2010


"I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable Shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.

I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others' eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.

I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in the world.
Some women ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some, like me, have learned how to walk in them so they don’t hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by
before they think of how much they hurt.

No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of the shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.

I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

Author Unknown"

During her brief lifetime, one thing that would guarantee a smile on my daughter’s face was shopping for shoes. In her teen years, these outings were some of my most treasured memories with Britt.
On November 8th, 2009, God gave Brittney a new pair of shoes. They are indescribably glorious. Providing comfort beyond words, these shoes are a pair I would not have been able to give her. They will never wear out or lose their brilliance, no one will have a pair
exactly like them, and she will not grow bored with them and want a different pair.
It is because of God’s gift to my precious Brittney that I gladly wear my painful shoes; this pain will not last forever…I know He has designed an incredible pair of shoes for me too.

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